1. بِأَبي وَجهُ هِلالٍ

    طالَ في السِجنِ سِرارِه

    May my father be ransom for Hilal’s face—

    long has his concealment in prison endured.

  2. رَهنُ بَيتٍ لَيلُهٌ في

    هِ سَواءٌ وَنَهارُه

    Confined to a house, his night in

    it is no different from his day.

  3. وَالقَريبُ الدارِ لا يَد

    نو عَلى القُربِ مَزارُه

    Though his dwelling is near, no visitor draws

    near to him, despite that nearness.

  4. غائِبٌ هَدَّ قُوى رُك

    ني وَأَضناني اِدِّكارُه

    Absent, he has shattered the strength of my support,

    and remembering him has wasted me away.

  5. أَوحَشَت مِنهُ وَقَد كا

    نَت أَنيساتٍ دِيارُه

    His dwellings have grown desolate without him, though

    once they were my familiar companions.

  6. أَيَّ ذِمرٍ غالَتِ الأَي

    يامُ مَمنوعٍ ذِمارُه

    What a valiant man the days have carried

    off—his honor still inviolable!

  7. رَوَّعَت أَحداثُها مِن

    هُ فَتىً ما ريعَ جارُه

    Time’s calamities struck terror into a youth

    by whom no neighbor had ever been terrified—

  8. مِثلُ نَصلِ الأَشرَفي ال

    عَضبُ مَطروراً غِرارُه

    like the blade of an Ashrafi sword,

    keen, its cutting edge burnished;

  9. راجِحُ الحِلمِ رَزينٌ

    في المُلِمّاتِ وَقارُه

    sound in judgment, composed,

    his dignity steadfast in grave affairs;

  10. طاهِرٌ مِن كُلِّ عَيبٍ

    جَيبُهُ عَفٌّ إِزارُه

    pure of every blemish,

    his breast unstained, his loins chaste;

  11. شائِبُ الهِمَّةِ وَال

    عَزِمِ وَما شابَ عِذارُه

    mature in lofty purpose and

    resolve, though no grey had touched his cheek;

  12. ساهِرُ المَعروفِ لا تَر

    قُدُ في اللَزبَةِ نارُه

    his beneficence ever wakeful—never does

    his fire sleep in times of distress.

  13. وَإِذا شَبَّ ضِرامُ ال

    جَدبِ وَاِشتَدَّ اِستِعارُه

    And when the flame of drought blazed up

    and its conflagration raged,

  14. وَغَدَت مُغتَصَّةً تَف

    هَقُ بِالضيفانِ دارُه

    his house, packed almost to choking,

    brimmed over with guests.

  15. فَلَهُ أَعقابُ ما يَب

    قى وَلِلضَيفِ خيارُه

    Then only what remained afterward was his,

    while the guest received its choicest portion.

  16. فَرعُ جودٍ وَتُقىً

    يَحلو لِجانيهِ ثِمارُه

    A bough of generosity and piety,

    whose fruit is sweet to whoever gathers it.

  17. وَرِثَ السودَدَ قِدماً

    عَن أَبٍ زاكٍ نُجارُه

    Long had he inherited lordly honor

    from a father whose lineage was pure.

  18. كَيفَ لا أَبكي أَسيراً

    عَزَّ أَن يُفدى إِسارُه

    How could I not weep for a prisoner

    whose captivity is so hard to ransom?

  19. وَتَرَتهُ نُوَبٌ لا

    يُرتَجى مِنها اِنتِصارُه

    Afflictions have wronged him, with no

    hope of redress against them.

  20. وَمَتى يُثأَرُ مَن أَص

    بَحَ عِندَ الدَهرِ ثارُه

    And when shall vengeance be taken for one

    whose blood-debt is held by Time itself?

  21. لَيتَ شِعري زَمَنٌ أَخ

    نى عَلَيهِ ما اِعتِذارُه

    Would that I knew: what excuse can an age

    that destroyed him offer?

  22. لا أَقالَ اللَهُ دَهراً

    لَم يُقَل فيهِ عِثارُه

    May God never spare an age

    that did not pardon his stumble.

  23. فَلَقَد كانَ رَبيعاً

    رَبعُهُ أَمناً جِوارُه

    For indeed, he was a spring;

    his quarter dwelt safely beneath his protection.

  24. خُلُقٌ يُحمَدُ في العُس

    رِ وَفي اليُسرِ اِختِبارُه

    A character praised whenever tested

    in hardship and in ease.

  25. يا جَواداً فاتَ أَن يُل

    حَقَ في الجودِ غُبارُهُ

    O generous one—none could ever

    catch even your dust in generosity!

  26. بِكَ كانَت نُضرَةُ ال

    عَيشِ فَواللَت وَاِخضارُه

    Through you life possessed its bloom

    and verdure; now both have departed.

  27. لا حَلا بَعدَكَ يا نَج

    لَ الدَوامِيِّ مَزارُه

    May no visit be sweet after you, O

    scion of al-Dawami.

  28. وَبِرَغمي أَن أَرى رَب

    عَكَ وَالذُلُّ شِعارُه

    How bitterly, against my will, I see your

    abode wearing humiliation as its badge,

  29. مُظلِمَ الأَرجاءِ لا يُر

    فَعُ لِلساري مَنارُه

    dark in every quarter, with no

    beacon raised for the night traveler,

  30. مُستَكينٌ حُزنُهُ با

    دٍ عَليهِ وَاِنكِسارُه

    abject, its sorrow showing

    upon it, together with its brokenness.

  31. فَهوَ لا يُعشي مَقاري

    هِ وَلا يَرغو عِشارُه

    No longer does it dazzle those who draw

    near, nor do its pregnant she-camels call.

  32. لا وَلا تُرهَفُ لِلكو

    مِ المَطافيلِ شِفارُه

    No—nor are its blades sharpened for

    great nursing she-camels with calves.

  33. هَذِهِ نَفثَةُ شاكٍ

    خانَهُ فيكَ اِصطِبارُه

    This is the pent-up breath of a mourner

    whose endurance has betrayed him over you.

  34. قَصُرَت نَجدَتُهُ فَال

    دَمعُ وَالحُزنُ قَصارُه

    His power to aid has fallen short, so

    tears and grief are the utmost he can reach.

  35. لَأَطيلَنَّ مَدى الحُز

    نِ لِمَن طالَ اِستِتارُه

    I shall surely prolong the span of sorrow

    for one whose concealment has lasted so long.

  36. يا لَها زَفرَةَ وَجدٍ

    فيكَ لا يُحبو أُوارُه

    Ah, what a sigh—what yearning for you,

    whose blaze can never die down!